"Jiang Xiaobai, Jiang Xiaobai!"
"What the hell have you done, you brat?"
Sounds echoed in his ears, and Jiang Xiaobai suddenly came to his senses, the feeling of falling into the abyss and the accompanying weightlessness instantly vanished.
Everything before his eyes gradually became real.
Looking closely, he was still in the room, but beside him were Qiongyu and Feng Yunjian, and Eggy was lying on a nearby table, its eyes roundly fixed on him.
"What exactly have you done, kiddo? A little later and you damn well wouldn't have woken up!"
Feng Yunjian was both shocked and furious, "Are you out of your mind? With your current abilities, you dare to comprehend the Dao, to grasp the Heavenly Dao?"
"Once trapped, your soul would be obliterated, imprisoned in the Heavenly Dao, unable to escape!"
Only then did Jiang Xiaobai realize what he had seen, the giant grindstone and those floating golden characters—they were indeed the Dao!
